what I fear, a poem

What i fear
I do fear
Is it black?
Can it leave kisses of tar on my eyelids
and leave oily fingerprints
 on my skin?
What i fear
I do fear
when ears can no longer cup heartbeats
on their bosoms
and make the spine smile,
tickled pink
What i fear
I do fear
Is it red?
Can it stain my soul
greyed from the woes of what my
shiny outer self will not tell?
What i fear...
I do not fear
I clamp to my neck
a shark tooth on my pendant
let it eat the insides with its darkness
tear flesh silently
daily
peacefully
while i become scarab-like
an ocular delight
a divine poison